I get that message on the cell phone each time I go to my
dad’s house. He lives so far out in the
country that cell service is spotty and that’s on a good day. Heck, even if I put aluminum foil on my head
and stood on one leg, it wouldn’t work.
At times, I feel I cannot connect to my server. Meaning, my
head and heart occasionally disconnect.
I can tell when this is happening, as I start making emotional decisions
without looking at the logic of the decision, or I make hard ass logical
decisions without looking at the fallout on the emotional side. The frustration for me is that I know when
I’m doing it because I get a real damn uncomfortable feeling. If I feel
disconnected then I am. It’s that
simple.
That’s another reason that I write. It allows me to get my feelings and thoughts
on paper so both the head and heart can see them, process accordingly, and connect.
Sometimes the connection is quick and other times I feel I have to write a damn
novel to get everything back in sync.
If you find yourself getting a “cannot connect to server” message in your head or heart, LISTEN. Staying in sync keeps us
healthy on all fronts.
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